Category Poetry
gone with the wind
Idea: Real Housewives of the Arctic Circle- 5 Inuit women who dearly love each other sit in an igloo rendering whale fat and singing calmly.
i dont know what it means either
poised to be the final blowout that will take down the American financial system
in a smoke filled room
your painting is like a nightmare to me. I mean, the wolf looks cool; it’s what you did with the negative space around the wolf that terrorizes my dreams.
is it gonna get much better before it gets worse?
It’s never too early for an Irish drinking song. Or just drinking.
i respect myself and my grandma didn’t drive me all the way over here for this
don’t chase something you can never get back.
